Luyện nghe bài hát Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill

House the Hill

High on a hill sits a big old
With wrong inside it.
haunt the halls
And no effort now to hide it.

What put their souls to rest
And stop their sighing?
Why do they call out names
And speak of one who's

MRS.
Well, you're right not to
your uncle certainly going
to himself about you.

And the hears the whispers
On the stairways and still,
And the spirits of secrets
In the upon the hill.

MRS.
a hunchback, you see.
And a sour man he was,
and got no of all his mobney
and a big place till he married.

To my Lily?

MRS.
She were a sweet, thing and he'd
have walked the world to get her
a blade of that she wanted. When
she died, it him worse than ever.

High on a hill a big old house
ith something wrong it.
Someone died, and someone's
Alone and abide it.

There in the is a lonely man
haunted by her beauty,
Asking a life can be
Where naught but duty.

Is it so ugly here?

MRS.
the moor. Miles and miles
of land that nothing grows
on but heather and and broom,
and lives on but wild
and sheep.

What is that howling sound?

MRS.
That's the wind blowing the bushes
they it wuthering that sound
but look there that tiny
far there
that'll be the it will.

And the master the whispers
On the dark and still,
And the spirits speak of
In the upon the hill.